T H O R N E D

Started journaling my WHYs. Not in the why am I trying to achieve a certain goal sense but in the why do I react or do things the way I do sense. And one major corner that this light has been blasting in my face is my dislike for failure. I don’t (didn’t now, because this realization came 6 months ago) know how to fail. And not in “go-getter” sense again, but in the “I’d rather not try” sense. I…

Pay it no mind, it'll go away on its ownI sat and watched it watch mecreeping forward with every move i didn't makeit was definitely as scared as i wasbut it was making moves and i just sat theremy inability to be proactive or react at the leastgave it all the more courage it came closer and i could feel my skin begin crawli didn't know what to doi didn't know what my next move should bebut the…

Being...You see the musings of a child, they wake up, get out of bed and straight to their parents. Because mommy and daddy know what the course of the day we're takingThey know if its school, church or we're just going to be home today.And if we're just staying home, they trust that mom and dad will make sure the day is worth their while.They can watch mom and dad pack up all their clothing and…

Surrendering is hard workto let go and give up complete controlto be unaware of the next sequence of eventsto just be,expectantanticipating...Actually, not even expecting or anticipatingjust being and trustingin this moment nothing could happenand in the next, you're experiencing a whirlwind of emotions that take you to heaven and backSo you seesurrendering is hard workto let go and give up…

Point to it and say its nameSay it loud!The reason for 'see something, say something'Is to save a lifeBut what if that life is your own and its only you that can see it?You see, you don't have to say it to the hearing of the next personBut you need to say it to the hearing of your atmospherewho do you want to be?who do you want to stop being?Say it to your atmosphereSay it loud and clearGod…

We’re conditioned to conditional We’re constantly on the lookout for reason The give and take The take to receive I sat back and thought, if I’m in a committed relationship such as with siblings or parents The first for-life relationship we come in to The love for them is never based on anyhting they ever did or didn’t do Parents stayed being there through your rebellious teens, terrible…

There’s a perception we have of a new life Old things are passed away right You are born again Now tell me Growing up did you always know who you were? Did you always know right? Were you always steadfastly holding on to your “truth”? Yet you navigated through Following your heart’s appeal Putting pieces together till they completed the puzzle And still some pieces were wrongly…

When the day breaks where will you be…

Night cometh…

In our time, night came Came like a thief in itself And we were unprepared…

The night came, stole, killed and destroyed But it did not consume us We mourned our losses, sought out ways to rebuild But most importantly, we woke up

This night did not linger on longer than it could have This night came to draw in the dawn

And as we stand on the brink of daybreak Wide awake We plan.…

There is so much to be done and undone Everyday a not so new burden is rekindled Darkening our atmosphere and threatening to leave us in a state of devastation and confusion We find ourselves Frustrated exasperated sadden heavy hearted And it seems there’s nothing we can do about it Its seems all our protesting All our motives Are coming to naught But With you there’s always a but But you you…

Blinking through the gloom of the dark room

It seemed almost impossible for my eyes to adjust

It happened all so fast

The screams from the road

The loud screeching of forcefully halted tires on the road

The crashing of cars into one another and then into poles

The shattering of windscreens, mirrors, headlights

Wires once bound to poles snapping in a blink

And the sudden darkness that fell upon…

the power just went out

the lights dimmed off

the freezer stopped buzzing

it was creeping in

and like the rollover of smoke in a house on fire

thick and dense

it comes upon you

unable to escape its grasp

it takes over

engulfs you till you feel its presence

its still, heavy presence

silence

the silence of no light.

“Some of us are like the Dead Sea, always taking in but never giving out…”

― Oswald Chambers

Take

that was all he ever did take…

we wanted all of it all that it would offer we sat in round circles in the midst of the likes the takers we discussed and we plotted we hustled and we plunged we paved the way to our downfall we planned our own downgrade in this moment we though we had it all then…

Inspired by song, “Death by a thousand cuts” by Taylor Swift

she can’t see to let go

she reasons away her sense of reasoning

arguing with herself and those who care

telling herself it’s for her own good

but how can she bring herself to do without

the sweetness that it is

the words it feeds her

the soft caress on her skin

it is sweet to eat

tasty to devour

but turns sour in the belly

the burning…